A stream of vibrant colored light soared straight up into the heavens.
Before him, there stood a grand and majestic golden palace at the edge of his vision, high above the ninth layer of clouds, radiating a splendid golden light and an aura of solemnity.
In the blink of an eye, the iridescent light transformed into a tall, suave figure clad in a green robe, dashing towards the golden palace ahead.
The figure in the green robe was none other than Lu Wufei.
For over half a year, he had been delivering his wedding invitations to his earth immortal Sect brothers of Wuzhuang Temple who were scattered throughout the Three Realms.
He had been sojourning all the while.
Now, only a few Sect brothers and sisters who served in the Heavenly Court were left to be informed. Oh, and his cheeky disciple —Sun Wukong, who took care of the Flat Peach Garden— also needed to be notified.
